Book of Imagines

13. Day and Night. (Diggy/Trevor Imagine)

[A/N: I wouldn't say it's completely rated R but.. there's mature content.]

[By day, you were seeing one. By night, you were seeing another. They didn't know about that but they do know about something you don't. // Vashtie.]

Hers..

I woke that morning on Daniel's chest; all I heard were birds chirping outside and the sound of him in deep sleep. I tilted my head up towards his and kissed his jaw. I thought he was asleep but the next thing I knew, he was stroking my hair. "Mornin'.." he said in a raspy, tired voice. I love that. "Good morning.." I moved up so I could kiss his lips. With both of us having morning breath and all that icky stuff, it didn't stop us from affection. That small kiss lasted longer than it should've. His lips started to move down to my neck and it turned into more than just light kisses. His hands made its way into certain places and so did mine. Baring the details, we had morning sex like always and alternated who made breakfast. Today was my turn.

I wore nothing but his shirt as I made us french toast and scrambled eggs. Daniel came into the kitchen with nothing but a towel; he came up behind me and wrapped his arms around me. He laid his chin on my shoulder and brought out his raspy voice again, "Vashtiiiiie.. come upstairs.."

"For what?"

"Shower."

"I'm busy making US breakfast, remember?"

"I want you for breakfast.." his hand started sliding up my oversized shirt but I tried my best to resist. "You already had me.. you need real food." He pouted and began walking out the kitchen. He stopped at the doorway, "I'll be waiting but if you take too long, I gotta be rough on you.." I looked back at him and smirked, "fine." With that being said, he went back upstairs and I took my sweet time eating breakfast. I put Daniel's breakfast in the microwave when I was done and ran back upstairs to the bathroom. As soon as I shut the door behind me. Daniel blurted out, "you took too long. You know what that means."

"Yes, I do. I'm looking forward to it," I said, trying to get the oversized shirt off. When I opened the shower door, all I saw was Daniel leaned up against the wall with water continuously trickling down his muscled body. I got in and closed the door behind me. Before I knew it, we switched places; he pinned my arms up against the wall while he was in and out of me. Hard. After that 'nother morning round was over, he finally ate his breakfast instead of me and we both got ready to go on with our day. He had work to do and so did I. After work, I had other plans like always.

Daniel and I aren't together. He's a good friend I have good sex with and we've reached a level of understanding for that to work between us. As a good friend, I spend the night with him from time to time (or spend the day.) That's just our relationship. On the other hand, I have another friend. Trevor.

By the time I was ready to leave work, it was just Trevor and I left in the building. This happens a lot. I met up with him at his desk before I stepped out for the night. I sat on the edge of his desk, "you staying?" He looked up from his paper work; I never realized how deep his eyes were until there was nothing distracting us from looking at one another. "Yes ma'am," he stood up. He stood up and moved in front of me, putting his hands on the desk on each side of me. He inched away from me and looked me in the eyes, "You gonna stay with me again?" I looked away because I felt myself blushing. "If you want me to.." He turned my head back towards him, "you play too much, Vashtie.." he whispered. "You can't be looking this good then act all shy.." The more he talked in that low tone, the more nervous I was getting, but I tried to play it off. "I'm not shy.." I said, looking away.

"Then look at me." I looked back at Trevor and I swore he got closer than before. "Good.." he leaned in and we started kissing. It grew more and more passionate; I started unbuttoning his shirt, unveiling his toned abs, while he started pulling up my dress. More time passed by and next thing you know, I'm bent over his desk, taking him from behind. I bit on our pile of clothes on his desk so I won't be too loud for anyone to notice, like a janitor or something. When he pulled my hair back, I started getting loud again. Baring details yet again, we went to his house, went back at it, then I went home.

To my knowledge, Daniel and Trevor don't know each other and I intend to keep it that way. I'd expect that they would be pretty upset if they found out that I'm getting with both of us almost every day. I just try to keep everything separate with no slip-ups.

When I was having time to myself at home, Daniel called me. "Yes, Daniel?"

"Vashtie! You busy, later?"

"Nah, why?"

"I wanna know if you wanna come chill later.."

"Chill-chill or sex-chill?"

"No sex 'cause I'm inviting other people too."

"Oh ok, I'll come."

"But about the sex--"

"Goodbye, Daniel." An hour or two passed then I decided to get dressed and make my way to Daniel's. As a close friend, I had a key to his house and he had a key to mine. When I got in, there was about ten people there. He wasn't kidding about chilling. After greeting everyone, I noticed Daniel wasn't in the mix so I went looking for him. After searching all over, I found him in the backyard, talking to someone as they sat on the steps. "Hey Daniel," I shouted. Him and his friend turned around; in that moment, I was living a nightmare. "Trevor?!" I exclaimed.

"Vashtie?" Trevor replied.

"You know him?" Daniel asked.

"You know her?" Trevor added.

"Yea, I know her. How you know her?"

"She's the one I told you about.." Trevor muttered to Daniel.

"What? She's the one I told you about," Daniel argued.

"I gotta go--" I ran out the backyard and back to my car. I went back home and tried to isolate myself. They both tried to call me but nothing could make me pick up that phone. It was just a matter of time that one of them or even both of them would show up at my house, asking for answers. That day I realized two is better than one to an extent where you don't get in trouble for having two in the first place.